Ice everywhere, ice over the ground. The chill lasts al! year round, ice over the ground. It’s as if there’s no spring nor summertime; The freeze dressed the Earth in a treacherous rime - People slip up and fall on the ground. Ice everywhere, ice over the ground. The chill lasts all year round, ice over the ground. Ice everywhere Ice over the ground. Ice everywhere Ice over the ground. The chill lasts all year round, ice over the ground. Even if you could fly the world around Never touching your feet upon the earth. If not you, someone will slip on the ground On the ice, will come tumbling down, And they’ll trample him to death.
© John Farndon + Olga Nakston. Translation, 2022